After everyone left, Maimai pinched Sheng Sheng hard: "Can you give my manager some face? How could you talk like that? She'll be wondering what to think after she goes back, maybe believing I'm secretly meeting a lover behind my godfather's back. You know the company doesn't allow me to mess around with relationships."
Sheng Sheng heard and laughed: "Hmm, not allowed to mess around, only allowed to mess around with me!"
Maimai really wanted to slap him: "Go to hell!"
"If I die, you'll have to remain a widow for life, don't you know?" Sheng Sheng was slightly tipsy, his face constantly rubbing against hers, holding her with surprising dominance.
"I've got lots of guys chasing me, remaining a widow, stop being narcissistic!" Maimai grumbled, "If you can't drink, don't drink so much, you smell awful with all that alcohol!"
"Lots of guys? How come I've never seen even one?" Sheng Sheng laughed, his laughter exceptionally wicked.
